Tomorrow night is nothing but one long sleepless wrestle with yesterday's omissions and regrets.
Medicine is my lawful wife and literature my mistress; when I get tired of one, I spend the night with the other.
I have always been pushed by the negative. The apparent failure of a play sends me back to my typewriter that very night, before the reviews are out. I am more compelled to get back to work than if I had a success.
When I am getting ready to reason with a man, I spend one-third of my time thinking about myself and what I am going to say and two-thirds about him and what he is going to say.
From my close observation of writers... they fall into two groups: 1) those who bleed copiously and visibly at any bad review, and 2) those who bleed copiously and secretly at any bad review.
I live in a neighborhood so bad that you can get shot while getting shot.
I think women are natural caretakers. They take care of everybody. They take care of their husbands and their kids and their dogs, and don't spend a lot of time just getting back and taking time out.
A bad review is even less important than whether it is raining in Patagonia.
I wish I could be like Shaw who once read a bad review of one of his plays, called the critic and said: 'I have your review in front of me and soon it will be behind me.'
My luck is getting worse and worse. Last night, for instance, I was mugged by a quaker.
I'm so spoiled - I must have a Starbucks vanilla latte every day. Otherwise, it's going to be a bad day. I also love Jelly Bellies. But that's bad. Don't tell my mom.
It is with our passions as it is with fire and water, they are good servants, but bad masters.
Night is certainly more novel and less profane than day.
Marketing is what gets you noticed, and that side of it something - this side of it, if you like, doing interviews - is the side of it that I least enjoy, and yet is 50% of the project.
The reward of art is not fame or success but intoxication: that is why so many bad artists are unable to give it up.
There are only two tragedies in life: one is not getting what one wants, and the other is getting it.
Credit is a system whereby a person who can't pay gets another person who can't pay to guarantee that he can pay.
The artist doesn't have time to listen to the critics. The ones who want to be writers read the reviews, the ones who want to write don't have the time to read reviews.
If I had eight hours to chop down a tree, I'd spend six hours sharpening my ax.
Only reality interests me now and I know I could spend the rest of my life in copying a chair.
Prolonged, indiscriminate reviewing of books is a quite exceptionally thankless, irritating and exhausting job. It not only involves praising trash but constantly inventing reactions towards books about which one has no spontaneous feeling whatever.
I feel Polish. More specifically, I feel like I'm from the tiny village in the Northeast of Poland where I have a house and where I love to spend time. But I don't work there. I cut wood.
I believe people who go into politics want to do the right thing. And then they hit a big wall of re-election and the pettiness of politics. In the end, politics gets in the way of the business of people.
They're called "angels" because they're in heaven until the reviews come out.
When I'm good I'm very, very good, but when I'm bad, I'm better.